In the hall with a booming voice,
goin' on about the right of choice.
Who to raise my child?
The driving force of the local malls.
Hangin' things on the bathroom walls.
Who to change my moods?
Flip-flops and hair in a bun.
Gettin' better grades than my son.
Who to drive me wild
The backyard with a romance book.
Break me up with a secret look.
with that female attitude?
Who to raise my child?
Who to change my mood?
Who to drive me wild
with that female attitude?
Lay my body on the bed. . .women
Play back the tape in my head. . .women
Just about every tear I shed. . .women
Cut me off in the southbound lane. . .women
When I hear the guys complain. . .women
At the portals of pleasure and pain. . .women
Pawing over every word I said. . .women
The cornerstone of network TV. . .women
The Democratic presidential nominee. . .women
Struttin' out of the waves of sea. . .women
Make way for the women.
1 comment:
I might be misreading, but it sounds like you are saying that you wish she was here for you, but is caught up in being here for herself instead??? If so, these are two false choices. We take a big step in our relationship to others (whether they be of the "opposite" sex or not, but especially in those relationships) when we ask "Lord Jesus, how is this person here to serve you in their lives? Help me relate to them in the reality that they were made for/by/through You(Colossians 1:15ff.) and belong to you."
If that's not what you're saying, ignore me...well, don't, because it's a good idea anyway....
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